Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Zhong Guohong no longer takes the Kere people seriously—no matter how many of them come out in full force, they are nothing more than moths drawn to a flame in his eyes.

This American variety show universe has always believed in the naked law of the jungle: the stronger the fist, the louder the words; the sharper the knife, the more truthful the reason.

To the Kree, Skrulls, and Kryptonians, Earth was nothing more than a dusty, barren planet, at their mercy, powerless to fight back.

The Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, has been guarding the Dark Dimension for many years, single-mindedly. The alien races only know the name Odin, but have no idea that such a person exists on Earth.

Zhong Guohong, whose cultivation had stagnated for many years, decided to break free from his forbearance and make the word "Earth" an ironclad rule that would shake the stars—anyone who mentioned Earth would shudder.

After returning to Earth, he held a daily life-or-death gladiatorial combat and black market auction without fail.

The Kree have a limited blood supply, so the resurrection serum they produce is naturally in high demand; a single Kree corpse can be sold for billions of dollars, and even if there were 100,000, they would still fight tooth and nail for them.

Three months later, dozens of Kree warships tore through Uranus's orbit and hurtled toward the heart of Earth.

The fleet was still outside the Earth-Moon orbit when Chung Kwok-hung appeared out of thin air.

As the Minghong Blade was drawn, chaotic power surged into it, and the blade light cascaded down like a waterfall, causing the ship's hull to disintegrate into countless pieces of broken iron.

The Vermilion Bird True Fire exploded with a deafening roar, engulfing the wreckage and crew, leaving not even a speck of ash behind.

With a flick of his finger, a crisp sound rang out, and the remaining warships and soldiers were completely annihilated, as if they had never existed.

"This gem ring is no less powerful than the Infinity Gauntlet."

He easily crushed the Kree Expeditionary Force, casually installed a new signal repeater, and then, in a flash, quietly returned to base.

The battle just now destroyed an old repeater.

When there is nothing to do, he has already laid out a dense network of transit nodes throughout the solar system.

Every rustle and movement in the entire solar system is right under Xiaobai's nose.

Even the Supreme Intelligence was swallowed whole by the Whitebeard; in his eyes, the Kree's spaceships were no more than sticks for burning.

The Supreme Intelligence controls all of the Kree's technological lifeline, while Little White is more than ten times stronger.

Whatever the Kree can do, White can replicate perfectly; whatever the Kree can't do, White has already mastered; White can also effortlessly handle the Skrulls' cutting-edge technology...

Skrull technology is slightly inferior to Kree technology, but the difference is negligible.

The Apokolips Mother Box and the Möbius Chair—either one would leave supreme intelligence in the dust.

Zhong Guohong, who holds a treasure trove in his hands, may not be able to create living Kree people yet, but he can replicate corpses? He has as many as he wants.

The Kree spaceships are too crude, and the Kree corpses are too easy to find—it's just a matter of a single thought to pile them up into mountains.

He returned empty-handed from the battle, but his face remained completely expressionless.

The more than four hundred Kree prisoners in the Xuyang Mountain Villa arena can still be broadcast live, dismantled and sold for more than a year.

The Kree army that invaded the solar system was completely wiped out, but outside the solar system, there were still many survivors in the Kree region.

He could tear open a portal at any time, strike at the heart of the enemy, and treat the Kree's lair like his own backyard.

Back at Xuyang Villa, he practiced his marksmanship for several hours, bullets whistling and targets exploding.

After several hours of intense pleasure, he leaned back on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and let the smoke curl upwards.

"The firepower of the Xuyang is still too weak. Heavy weapons like the Star Destroyer Cannon must be welded to the hull."

He had Xiaobai deduce the hot weapon plan, and then secretly modified the spaceship using the treasure basin, all without making a sound.

"Eight planet-destroying cannons, eight thunderstorm cannons, eight ice cannons, eight sky-burning cannons, eight missile salvo launchers, and eight pulse rapid-fire machine guns."

Following the blueprint drawn by Xiaobai, he had a thought, and the surface of the ship unfolded layer by layer, revealing one deadly weapon after another.

"Machine guns and missiles are conventional methods; the rest are all energy-based heavy weapons."

"Powered by the Infinity Stones, the power source is nearly perpetual."

"Each Hunter missile has a yield of one million tons of TNT, which is more than enough to deal with large targets."

To bombard massive objects like planets, simply use the planet-destroying main cannon.

The Hunter missile is the most powerful and accurate weapon for engaging highly maneuverable targets such as spaceships and alien warplanes.

Thunderstorm Cannon, Frost Soul Cannon, and Sky-Burning Cannon are specifically designed to counter special materials or energy shields.

Eight high-speed, rapid-fire machine guns were his specially prepared weapons for clearing out alien infantry.

The 28mm armor-piercing explosive round penetrates armor like paper and explodes like thunder, its power is terrifying.

Zhong Guohong, who is proficient in spatial folding techniques, mass-produced 80,000 Hunter missiles and 800 million heavy machine gun rounds.

After stepping onto the replica Earth, he made copies of ten more of the Rising Sun spaceships.

Back at Xuyang Manor, he changed his training grounds repeatedly, immersing himself in studying the Yin-Yang True Scripture.

Wanda, Natasha, Hippolyta, and the others have all reached the Golden Core realm. Their every move exudes brilliance and captivating charm.

"The Yin-Yang True Qi did not increase by even a fraction; it was all genuine help and empowerment for people."

This technique could have been used to nourish true qi, but Zhong Guohong's lower dantian had already been condensed into the primordial chaos.

Logically, all newly generated Yin and Yang energies should be absorbed and transformed by the power of chaos.

After finishing his breathing exercises, he stretched his muscles and bones, then turned and went into the kitchen to start cooking.

Using the infinite replicating power of the treasure bowl, he presented more than fifty delicacies—wild mountain mushrooms, giant sea turtles, and snow-white fish from the clouds, each one fragrant and delicious.

The monk had an amazing appetite, and with a large family, these dozens of dishes were just what he wanted.

Time flies, and several seasons have passed.

The last two Kree warriors fought to the bitter end; one fell to the ground dead, while the other leaned on his sword, panting for breath.

Keeping his promise, Zhong Guohong grabbed the prisoner alive and casually tossed him back to the Kree outpost on Uranus.

The remains of the fallen soldiers were purchased by a Japanese military industrial group for 13.6 billion Chinese dollars and transported back to a laboratory for dismantling and research.

"It's 2024 already. In the blink of an eye, I'm already forty-six."

A young face was reflected in the mirror. Zhong Guohong looked at himself, his heart stirred with emotion.

Approaching fifty, he still had a youthful appearance, with his blood and energy flowing like a never-ending river, showing no signs of decline.

Wanda and Natasha were like budding branches in early spring, radiant and beautiful, looking no more than twenty years old.

That morning, a young man in a dark gray uniform quietly appeared in the courtyard of Xuyang Villa, without touching the dust.

Zhong Guohong remained calm, his eyes narrowing slightly: "State your name."

"Time Mutation Bureau, Mark." Before the words were even finished, the other party launched a surprise attack.

Zhong Guohong unleashed a palm strike in mid-air, and the person left no trace of the wind that followed.

The Time Management Bureau's standard equipment can indeed distort time and suppress various superpowers, but Zhong Guohong's level of skill has already surpassed its technical limits.

The agent, who was ordered to make the arrest, never expected that he would be reduced to ashes as soon as he made his move.

A few minutes later, Mark reappeared, followed by five colleagues in black robes.

"If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring." With that thought in mind, Chung Kwok-hung simply let them grab his arms and take him away.